“A Stick-Up In Brooklyn” Seth James. Acrylic on wood. 23x35in

Review written by Lamont Coleman                                                                  Lennox Avenue Magazine, 139th Edition, pp. 3:37 - 4:59

A youthful Irish in Brooklyn, James tries to reason why people steal. Simplifying causality, he illustrates stealing as an act of nature (how kind… drunk bastard!). This recognizes that each crook justifies thieving in order to go through with it; one way or another son. Is every man born with nature inherent to its context? Shit, I think so, although not all actions are predictable or permissible!

On the far right, the thief in progress appears bird-like; a scavenger figure. On the far left, death, preoccupying oblivion. Both figures move about a sacrificed body, which appears lifeless though once horribly tormented (Rush son, Fyodor). The sky, white with indifference, devours the sacrifice slowly. Wait, the body appears to be attached to strings; is the artist supposing fatalism? I don’t know, shit sounds stupid son.

You can’t kill me I was born dead.